Secret Wake Poem by Satish Verma

Savage Vultures and tigers have eaten the flesh Juicy and fresh as blood still dripping out Under the sizzling rays of afternoon sun Sanitizing Bacterium and viruses germinate As creature of darkness to immunocompetence Wolves play their harps to the extinct ethic minority Slaughtering sliver of innocence and feelings Your piece have inspired me to write this poem..............CT